Hey, guess what? Turns out that pulling weeds and puttering around in my little garden makes me feel much less stressed out about things. Who knew? All therapeutic and doodles.
Amor Ingeniosus Est
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I was having drinks and a cigar with a friend when he said, “If you’d
become a priest, you’d be a bishop by now.” “And Jesus wept,” I replied.
“No,” he...
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